Tabbed by: Belavista Man
On: 18/02/08
E-mail: anthonybentley@hotmail.co.uk

 Here's the chords to one of the Police's more punked-up songs, Landlord. I'm not 
sure about the B C C# D bit. I think it's more complicated than that, so I'll edit it as soon 
I'm sure. If not, then it must be right lol. Enjoy!

Intro: |  B / / / | B / C / |
       | C# / / / | D / / / |

       E5 all through the fast riff bit.

E7                                   F7 E7
I don't want to rent a house from you
E7                                   D#7 E7
I don't know how you can expect me to
E7                                    F7 E7
I ain't moving 'cause I know my rights
E7
Too many homeless on the streets at night

A7                                   A#7 A7
You own a street and a block of flats
A7                                      G#7 A7
You earn your living like the other rats
A7                                  A#7 A7
You've no morality, what do you care
A7
You deal in poverty, you buy despair

E(VII)                    A5     D5
 I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
E(VII)                     A5     D5
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
E(VII)                    A5     D5
 I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
E(VII)                     A5     D5 B C 
D
I've got no weapons, gonna get me so-ome

You go and call yourself a business man
You're just a parasite on Pyllosan
You're just a middle class middle aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care
You deal in poverty, you buy despair

I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some

You go and call yourself a business man
You're just a parasite on Pyllosan
You're just a middle class middle aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care
You deal in poverty, you buy despair

I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some

B      C      C#  D
 Oh no! You a landlord
B C      C#  D
   You a landlord
B C      C#  D
   You a landlord
E(Hold)                  E
Oh, you're my landlord!

You get the idea. Have fun.